- Dear journal,
xxxxxx I refuse to call this a diary so I shall be referring to you as a journal. Nonetheless, today is the first day of Ibalend studies. Somehow i'm expected to finish a 5 page report on my family's history in Ibalend to start it off. Can you believe that? I dare not imagine what studies are like in Edoilia.
I met classmates today. Her name is Eto and I hate her. She's rude and she always has something to say and she's dumb. She is my mortal enemy. We will be fighting until the end of time. She doesn't know that yet, but that's the truth.
She has these stupid pretty eyes that are two colors and this spikey short hair that looks really dumb. Mama just laughs when I tell her how much I HATE!!! Eto and I don't know why. I tried to ask and she just went "Nothing. You'll understand when you're older."
That is all for now. I will update you on my project very soon. tusbahina ala khair.
